Some snakes are worth the bite, and some kings are worth kneeling for.
Emmaleen Thirty-seven day-one demerits. One double or nothing dare. And zero chance I’m leaving this dungeon, like… ever. I’m the world’s most inconvenient Word Collector.
Giovanni Bavga’s biggest liability. I won the last game… technically. But this one isn’t meant to make me stay. It’s meant to make me leave.
His game, his rules… until surrendering to him became the only way to win. Giovanni Control isn’t something you keep—it’s something you lose the moment you care.
Little Miss Take recites her penance like prayers and writes poetry that destroys me. Now I’m the one unraveling while she kneels between my legs like she was made for my throne.
Emmaleen Rouke needs to break. In half. In pieces. In a hurry if she wants to stay alive. I need her in love with her chains and the lock on the door.
My crown, my kingdom… until keeping her became the only way to save her life.
